Grandpa's in the hospital. He's been in a nursing home for some time, and apparently he developed a sore that got really big, really fast. Like, as in, going to operate on Thursday, kind of big.
Grandpa's got end-stage Alzheimer's. Has done for some time.
I visited him in the hospital today. He was sleeping. I spoke to him a little, but even if he were awake, I don't think it would have made much of an impression on him. I don't know how much of him is there any more, or when he was last capable of understanding, or any of that. Figured it couldn't hurt anyway.
's times like this make me think of the Buddhist approach to things... I love my grandpa, always have, but I hope like hell that he gets his release soon. I really do. I've hoped that, and prayed that, for some time. He doesn't deserve this. No one does. The wasting-brain diseases are some of the worst ways to go that I can imagine. This man fought in the second World War, laid brick for his family's sake, worked hard all his life so he could finally retire in peace. He doesn't deserve this.
If I ever see Dylan Thomas* afoot in this world I shall give him such a smack.
*'Do not go gentle into that good night / Rage, rage against the dying of the light'
Grandpa's got end-stage Alzheimer's. Has done for some time.
I visited him in the hospital today. He was sleeping. I spoke to him a little, but even if he were awake, I don't think it would have made much of an impression on him. I don't know how much of him is there any more, or when he was last capable of understanding, or any of that. Figured it couldn't hurt anyway.
's times like this make me think of the Buddhist approach to things... I love my grandpa, always have, but I hope like hell that he gets his release soon. I really do. I've hoped that, and prayed that, for some time. He doesn't deserve this. No one does. The wasting-brain diseases are some of the worst ways to go that I can imagine. This man fought in the second World War, laid brick for his family's sake, worked hard all his life so he could finally retire in peace. He doesn't deserve this.
If I ever see Dylan Thomas* afoot in this world I shall give him such a smack.
*'Do not go gentle into that good night / Rage, rage against the dying of the light'
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Date: 2005-08-17 12:04 am (UTC)But I appreciate the thought. Thank you, hon.
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Date: 2005-08-17 02:36 am (UTC)*hug*
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Date: 2005-08-17 10:13 am (UTC)I agree with you entirely. This is undeserved, and I hope that he--and his family--can have some peace and comfort soon.
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Date: 2005-08-17 11:13 am (UTC)So sorry, Cam. I had a great-uncle with Alzheimers. We weren't close, but it was hard watching my great-aunt as he forgot who she was. Toward the end, he even became paranoid of her and it just tore everyone's heart.
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Date: 2005-08-17 11:35 am (UTC)Sometimes people don't know how to let go; sometimes they're afraid that if they do let go, people will find fault with them, and sometimes, they're hoping to prove somthing to someone if they refuse to let go. But sometimes, you just have to let go.
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Date: 2005-08-17 04:15 pm (UTC)I have sympathy for you. My own grandmother had a long death, one of those "races to the finish line", and so did one of the first people I ever met here in California.
When people ask me to pray (or other similar verbs) for people in this condition, and my initial feel is that an early release is best because they've got, at best, a couple toes left clinging to this earth...
I pray for the sick person's "highest good", with full understanding that death can be the highest good.
-- Lorrie
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